"Mommy? Why are you not saying anything? Does Daddy not want to see us?" Seeing her frown and silence, Adrian had to ask. "No, he wants to see us. He is going to take us back to his house," she hurriedly said.
"Really? Who is he?"
"You know him, it's Mr. Harrington." Zara took a deep breath and finally said it.
"You mean that arrogant man is my real father? Mommy, you are not joking with me, are you?" Adrian was startled
"It's not a joke." Zara looked at Adrian's change of facial expression nervously. Could he accept it?
"No wonder everyone said that we look very similar, so he is my father!"
"So are you going to accept him?" Zara asked nervously.
"He is my father. Of course, I will accept him. Mommy, I think this arrogant uncle is also a rich man. He should be able to support us."
